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Tuesday, November 19, 2013

On Being Tied Up: Woman on the Verge of Paradise

Hi, friends. I hope your week is going well. I'm sorry I'm extra slow at making blog-rounds these days. I'm scrambling to finish the first draft of my novel, Woman on The Verge of Paradise. It's raining over here, but I can see the light; I'm almost there. But they all say that editing is the hardest part. Crap. I hope they're all liars. Anyway, enjoy a short snippet. Be well.
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Phil and I met through a mutual friend in the late 90s. A warm, gentle soul, he endeared me immediately.
As we rolled lustfully across my living room carpet one evening, I invited Phil to spend the night.
“Sure, yeah, but we won’t have sex,” he responded.
“Okay, not tonight...Or do you mean not ever?”
“I don’t know.” He sat up, breathed heavily, and looked down towards his lap. “My last girlfriend,...she tied me up. I just, it was scary.”
“Okay, it’s okay. We won’t use rope. Don’t worry.” I stroked his face lovingly. “Do you want to talk about it?”
Stupefied, he didn’t respond. After a seemingly endless bout of quiet, I gave him a hug. He slowly departed, looking down at his shoes. I recoiled into a familiar state of confused relief, and called it quits —with apologies— the next day.

April 2, 1999

Dear Diary, Shit! Am I the only adult
virgin left in this world besides Gary Coleman?[1]I’m scared of sex, but I’m
more scared of not having sex. Not ever. That I’ll die first. What’s wrong with
these men? What’s wrong with me?

[1] Gary Coleman had announced his virginity to the world back then. Poor guy. He was such an adorable talented child actor. Gary's fate is too despairing for a footnote here. At least he didn't die a virgin (I assume). May he rest in peace.

No one should be tied up as part of a sex game unless they want to be, and even then only with someone you know exceptionally well and trust completely. As for editing, it might be hard but for me it's the most enjoyable part of writing, like sanding a rough piece of wood or adding frosting to a cake.

I dunno if I followed this post entirely, but all I do know is when a blog title has chocolate in it and then there is a reference to tying up, I'm quite sure this is like the Pleasure Palace of blogging.

You are really good with dialogue and conflict. I bet your novel is a page turner! Best of luck and stay with it. No worries about our blogs. You've written many good comments in the past and they are not forgotten.

Alex, LOL. I really didn't understand his trauma. But he was very much traumatized and, yes, not wanting to ever have sex again. Thanks for telling me editing is the easy part. I've been desperately wanting to get to the editing phase.

Stephen, good point, and sensitive of you too. Thanks for your input on editing.

Robin, it certainly didn't endear me to him.

MsA, I loved his pudgy little face when he said "What you talkin bout Willis?" Thanks for the smiles.

DG, no need to censor yourself around here, but I understand. I often delete my comments and/or writing. Thanks for visiting.

Julie, you're good for my ego. I'd gladly claim this spot as the Pleasure Palace of blogging. But I'd need to go x-rated.

Thanks so much, David.

Martha, I just write the truth about my pathetic sex (er, celibate) life.

Pat, yeah, the only thing he confessed to was string. I don't know about any other toys or tools.

Deb, thank you.

Yvonne, no, you'll have to read 50 Shades or another book for hotness. Well, I do have one hot scene.

Also, I always find it amusing when people take out their past relationship/sexual problems on new partners. Without getting graphic, I once dated a girl who, when about to approach that topic, stopped and said, "Okay, here's a list of things I won't do. I won't do this because my last boyfriend made me feel bad about it. I won't do this position because I once dated a guy who could only get off that way and I felt degraded. And I won't do this angle because a guy once told me I look weird from that perspective."

So I was like, "Okay, here's a list of things I won't do. You." And never talked to her again. Sorry, but that sounded like way more hassle than it was worth.

Well, I'd say its a good thing she found out early on that he is a wimp in the bedroom. You certainly don't want to get stuck with someone who can't stand to be tied up every now and again, eh? Where's the adventure in that!?

A very intriguing snippet! (Your novel has a great title, by the way.) I think the heroine should thank her stars that she and Phil didn't do the rumpy-humpy, I mean make love. What if she became pregnant and passed on his sissy genes? She deserves better. With you as her fiery godmother I know she will find better.

You're doing great with your draft, and I'm sure you'll be finished in no time. Revising may be hard, but it's way easier than creating a whole story on a blank screen. Be proud of yourself for doing that, rest a little, and then dive into the wonderful world of revising! :-)